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Jan 2017
Red sheets and the
Cool sides of my crimson pillow case.
Warm air
Breezes into my brand new place.
My fan is rotating
The birds are conversating
The sun will rise soon
And then it will be noon
And then the day will be done
But I'll still feel the sun
From my heart beat sheets
And my room, complete.
requiEM
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requiEM  buffalo
(buffalo)   
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   Joshua Green, ---, --- and bob
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